"Maybe I never wanted to forget about you, how could I?" He whispered in her ear, as he caressed her face lovingly, she couldn't move, his close proximity held her back, she knew not to give in, she was acquainted of the consequences that would follow, but her body didn't care, it craved for his touch like a kid did their candy.

"Derek, please..." She begged, unsure of what she was begging for, he moved his soft lips to her neck, placing those familiar kisses on her nape, causing her squirm a little.

He pulled her closer to him and lifted her chin up, he loved how shy and submissive she had suddenly become, staring deeply into her eyes, he asked her of the one thing she knew would be impossible to deny.

"I want to be inside of you at any time and any place as long as it's convenient, no attachments, just sex, whenever we both want, what do you say?"

Crossing The Moon

“Why did you stop?” I whispered in Derek’s ear as I soothed his well-groomed silky hair with my fingers, “hmm?” he hummed in question as his head bobbed up and down gently, probably from enjoying the massage too much. 


“Why did you stop hating me Derek?” I asked again, in a smaller voice, hoping he wouldn’t act out or deny me an answer, “I got tired.” He murmured softly, letting out a small sigh, “I was so focused on hating you that I had almost forgotten about my purpose as the king of werewolves and as my own man, it was physically and emotionally draining and in the process I started to hate myself too.” 


He continued as he raised his head to look at me with a small smile on his lips, “I harbored so much hate in my guts that I’d almost forgotten what living was like, and I knew I had to stop, to breathe like you said, to let go and finally move on, and I did after a long while, or at least I thought I did.” 


OPEN UP.